In January of this year my dad caught COVID. Our family spent the next week in a state of complete emotional disarray, unable to visit him in the ICU, and in the case of my sister, unable to even be in the same country and time-zone as the rest of us. For those first couple of nights we had no idea if we would ever get to see him again.

Thankfully he pulled through and he's still with us. And throughout the whole ordeal, the staff at the ICU at Harefield hospital not only saved his life but they kept in touch with us, giving my mum and myself regular daily updates and even arranging for video calls when my dad had regained consciousness. Words will never be able to fully express how incredibly grateful we are for everything they did.

When my dad came back from the hospital he told me about some of the other patients who were in the ICU with him. Some of them didn't make it. He was one of the lucky ones. I can't even begin to imagine number of people stricken with COVID that passed through the ICU in Harefield, and in the ICUs all around the world.

I'm hoping that by raising money for the Royal Brompton and Harefield hospital I can help ensure that more people are able to experience the relief and care that my father and our family experienced. No amount of money will ever truly be enough. But it's a start.

Chin Tee